A Message Poem by Moyo Moyo

A Message



Sweet and soothing.
There is nothing like it.
A sign of relief to many.
The smell alone brings joy.
A sign of hope to wavering spirits.
The scent of victory.
Those who toiled prepare to receive their debts.
The sweet smell of rain.
God sends sweet smelling messages.
God still speaks in riddles.
harvest is near.

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Tuesday, January 25, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: soothing
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